While pen and paper I possess
Along with Muse, my soul to bless
These poems, like a stream, will flow
And you will be the first to know
Dear reader, that my rhyme, though poor
At least, might reach your deep heart’s core
To win from you a willing ear
Forgive me if I interfere
But I will bleed in line and verse
A secret sorrow I do nurse
Good taste forbids me speak her name
For pain of poet she’s to blame!
And of this pain I’ll gripe and grieve
Upon this tear-stained tattered sleeve
Forgive me, please indulge this fool
I’m uncomposed and can’t stay cool
I’m touching poets’ well known themes:
The dashing of his cherished dreams
The tearing of his tender heart
The lovesick lover torn apart
Withhold your judgment friend and foe
For though this happened long ago
The wound is raw; it’s open still
So, if you have some time to kill
Let words of warning be to you
This poet’s tale of love untrue
And if you cannot feel for me
Beware yourself of first love’s tree
For she will smile and you will melt
Not ever love like this you’ve felt!
Yes, love tastes sweet ’neath youthful bowers
At first, but soon like sin it sours
And you may yearn a lifetime long
To hear once more her sweetest song
But rarely, so I won’t presume
Romance and first love may resume
But that, dear friend’s, another tale
And patently beyond the pale
For those who sorrow’s overcome
Of love that conquers, I’ll stay shtum!
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Author:
Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 28th, 2018 06:32
- Comment from author about the poem: Sometimes lost love returns; sometimes! So I'm not gonna boast about it.
- Category: Love
- Views: 35
- Users favorite of this poem: Laura🌻
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Comments3
Blue-eyed Bolla,
A super write!✍🏻
Let your poems flow because I love to read them; especially the ones about the return of a lost love! Not many of us have the opportunity to reclaim a lost love. Blessed are the ones who have!
I love the pic!
Is that a low relief image on metal?
~Laura~
Thank you Laura. The picture is an old black and white photograph of Lorraine and me shortly before we broke up many years ago. I just tweaked it a little on my laptop. Again, many thanks for your continued support. 😊
You’re very welcome!
Are you and she doing ok now?
Blue-eyed Bolla. This is such a beautiful poem - the best i've read in a while. Congratulations!
Many thanks WC. Glad you liked my poor little rhyme. 😊
Really refreshing to read such a well penned piece. All to often the desire for simple rhyme detracts from a tales intent but here you show you truly master the art.
A very sad tale you impart and include a warning.
I really admire your prowess in maintaining the integrity and depth of feeling within this format.
I truly appreciate this insightful and intelligent feedback. It's always nice to be acknowledged, but one feels shortchanged sometimes with: "a lovely poem" and " beautiful." Again, many thanks. And yes, you're right; forced rhyme is so difficult to avoid.
To be honest, unless i'm songwriting i generally don't bother with rhyme at all these days because i feel simple choice of words conveys the emotion. At the end of the day it's all a matter of personal choice, rules don't apply.
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